User blog comment:Bartholomew Billberry Bowstring/Mossflower Country & Beyond/@comment-2006360-20110901122604/@comment-25220117-20110901133152

OOC: Well, his ship is a large, strongly built galley, it's not exactly going to make it(Water's going to end up leaking in through the hundreds of thousands of holes in the hull, or simply crack apart from the damage), and he has maybe 4-7 crewbeasts left of his 36.

''The rat ducks down again, but wasn't quick enough, an arrow going through his skull. His captain turns to a ferret nearby, but finds he too is dead, the body propped up against the rail from where it had fallen. Verune curses after figuring out that he had to do it now, if he didn't want to risk life and limb running about the deck playing a deadly game of hide and seek with the surviving crewbeasts. He rips the dead ferret's tunic from it's body, and then starts stringing it to his javelin-handle using some torn rigging. Around him, his once proud ship was a wreck, bodies, shrapnel, missiles and splintered timber littering the deck, and several large, horrifically-dangerous looking bolts embedded in the cabin wall. The ship gave a threatening groan, the nearly-splintered mast slowly tilting to the side, before the rigging snapped and the wooden beam smashed through the rail several feet away from where the luckless fox captain was sitting against the wooden rail''